Water, a square dish pan of warm water, some paper towels, and time. All these combined to clean the thinset concrete haze off the floor in the sun room.
Mishkin is reflected in the newly cleaned stone floor tiles. He is wandering around reflecting on the fact there are lots of low windows providing new kitty-tv viewing opportunities.
Further reflecting by the lord of the manor, "Hey, there's nothing in this room." Cats are good at stating the obvious.
Still lots of things to do to finish this room, but none of them will affect the usefulness now that we can walk around out there without tracking cement dust throughout the rest of the house when we walk to and fro.
Tomorrow we are taking a break from house remodeling, and going on a short drive up into the mountains, to see what new species of birds are singing. There should be Winter Wrens, and a couple of thrush species adding their magic sounds to the air.
Dark clouds herald more rain storms this evening. The winds are picking up. Dan scattered a bunch of grass seed today which should germinate well. Conditions are just about perfect.